So we go to this gallery—me, Marie, the kids—and it’s not only what I expect, it’s worse. Awful, pointless, white. Everywhere white, the art and the crowd. “Incredible,” says Marie, in her signature monotone, swiveling her head left then right, which means she approves. “Dumb,” says Mikey, which means that in two minutes flat, he’ll... Continue Reading →
It was Christmas 1995 when Mom burnt the bacon and Dad was just getting home. I tore open the packaging to the Mortal Kombat-brand plastic ship and Ray pulled a puppy out of a box. “Ruby!” he announced, holding up the furry dog he’d dreamt of since summer. “Where’s Liu Kang and Raiden?” I asked... Continue Reading →
They say when you fall in love, you give her a piece of your heart. So when things go bad, and she’s gone, you lose a piece of yourself — forever. I agree with all that except I never gave Luz a piece of my heart; no, she took it, pillaged the whole beating bleeding... Continue Reading →
